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Entries this day: Dream Funniest_caption Going_to_Saori not_bored Dream 11:01am JST Thursday 24 February 2005 I overheard a man talking to a prostitute. "I want you to make it look like an accident." "Of course" He had requested that she have his daughter killed. I was like, ??? no way, and I walked over to him, ripped the freshly lit cigarette out of his mouth, and was like, "why are you blocking your emotions? You need to really feel what you have done. Don't run away from it." And he was like "oh god you're right," and he ran down to look for the woman to whom he had given the order to kill. I regretted that I had taken too long to decide to tell him what I did; maybe it would have been easier to find her. We looked in the hotel lobby; I didn't have a good idea of what she looked like since I had just overheard the conversation. There was no one in the lobby, so I screamed up into the atrium into which the rooms overlooked, "prostitute, come downstairs in five minutes!" the idea being she wouldn't have to reveal herself to anyone by coming down right *now* and the guy could be the one to meet her, so she wouldn't be identified by talking to me, *and* he needed to be the one to call off the hit. I went up to the top floor and onto the roof where I saw a cessna and an airliner flying so they appeared to be quite close to each other, but I knew it had to be an illusion. I watched them for a bit and the airliner made a long slow turn out of sight and the cessna made a sudden sharp plummeting turn and crash (gently) in a field. The pilot was staggeringly drunk as he got out, and police were onto him immediately. I was watching / staring at him and his cohort got mad and threatened to take a picture of me watching him, and I was like, "wha??? I'll go get my camera and take a picture of you, crazy threatener man." I ran upstairs, but then realized I was already on the roof, so I ran downstairs. I don't remember ever getting my camera. I was at a railroad crossing, with the crossing guard arm down. Some kids were playing with the arm by hanging on the counterweight to raise the arm. I thought it would be funny if I held the arm down while the big kids tried it, but let the arm go up when the little kid did it. Never got a chance to do that; the train arrived and people went over to it, but there were no ladders to get into one of the cars. People filtered over to the other cars that had ladders, and I decided to challenge myself to jump up into the ladderless car, while some other people were trying to figure out how to get in. I got a bit of a running start and just as I was ready to leap, I realized I had forgotten my backpack. I knew I didn't have enough time to go back, get my backpack and still challenge myself with this strangely ladderless car, so I wondered if I had enough time to jump into the car and jump back out before the doors closed. I decided it would be not worth the risk of leaving my backpack for such a stunt that honestly I knew I could do, but was just secretly wanting to have had the experience of _Jumping_Into_A_Train_Car_Without_Ladders_ and impressing the few people who were still trying to work out how to get into the thing. I went back and got my backpack and woke up. For a moment I was like "crap; I should have jumped into it; I wouldn't have lost my backpack after all!" Then I was like, "it wouldn't have counted because it was a dream." permalinkFunniest caption 12:24pm JST Thursday 24 February 2005 Several weeks ago, I grabbed a promotional flyer for an optiscope (maybe there is a different name for it) that allows people to see around corners using the magic of fiber optics. The promotional image cracked me up, and I decided it would be good for a caption contest. I put it up on the whiteboard in our entry, and wrote "かわいい" (so cute!) below it. Someone added "かわくない" (not cute) and someone else "I can see my brain!" and someone else, "before now I didn't know I had one." No more entries went up, and the contest had grown stale, when Riki came by and wrote a message to everyone on the other side of the board (and did not write an entry for the caption contest). I erased the caption contest entries and reframed it: permalinkGoing to Saori 3:20pm JST Thursday 24 February 2005 I'm going to Shinjuku to check out the Saori shop/school/location to see if I can weave some sort of something. I have a plan, but I don't know if I can even weave anything today, much less what I have in mind. I'd like to make a muffler for Hitomi, and weave her name in kanji into the design. After a bit of critical thinking about it, I recognize it wil be easiest to write her name as vertical kanji; this technique will require the fewest concurrent colors. I imagine it will be easy enough if I write a template on paper and simply superimpose it and the weaving. - - - - I looked up their Tokyo office, which is located near Shinjuku as Chie indicated yesterday. Called them up and, in Japanese, was basically able to explain that I want to make a muffler after having seen their exhibit in Harajuku. - - - - One thing that threw me was the woman kept saying "はい" which I took to mean "I understand (what you want to say)." but she meant it as "I understand (you so far; keep going)." But I couldn't really keep going with her saying "はい" all the time. permalinknot bored 1:31am JST Friday 25 February 2005 I have to give big props to Hitomi for helping me get my knotboards listed on Yahoo!AuctionsJapan, but limited to low props to Yahoo! for making it pretty fucking difficult to do. It took her a full hour to understand all that they were requested us to enter, and at the end of that time, we got timed out due to lack of activity. BUT(!) upon opening a new window and cut-n-pasting the same text over, I didn't have to enter my password again. Poor programming on their end. But we got them listed and it's all good. Especially if someone wants to buy them. permalinkprev day next day |